The cow
Four corners of the cow
in a row
remember the rainbow
city
More or less
opposite the door
oh, what a mess
laying on the floor
Fitting the form
worrying about your head
not conform
cooking and making bread
With or without
non and all
what's it all about
upstairs on the hall
Looking for peace
closing my eyes
at ease
caressing your toes
Mumbling some words
plenty of fights
taking my swords
reducing the lights
Have you forgot me
my sweet sweetie
or is it he
no, its not a pity
Remember the sound
of the wind
looking around
give me a hint
Don't try to escape
I will find you
don't use tape
around the wounded knee